where's the damn lamb?

Ugh. I've been pretty uninspired to blog lately. And it doesn't feel like spring yet. In fact, it's the first day of spring and there is snow that has stuck to the ground. Unacceptable. I would have forgiven it if it had disappeared after an hour or so, but, seriously winter? After what we've been through?

Here's a recap of the lowlights of March:

1. We haven't had nearly enough warm days.
2. That little plague I mentioned earlier.
3. Our basement flooded....whee!
4. We came home yesterday to find that part of our fence was falling over...woot!
5. I became even older
6. That corned beef was way fatty and way grosser than when I had it at a friends house. I have to say it again. Gross.

And because I am trying to focus on the positive lately, here are some highlights. Let's see if I can get to 6, ready?:

1. It appears we are no longer being sued. I am still too paranoid to blog about that, but when I am 100% sure of this, I will.
2. I raised over $500 for the chordoma foundation with my facebook campaign. I almost feel guilty about how easy it was. I didn't have to run, bike, walk or so much as peel my butt off a seat, but I am thrilled about it nonetheless. (Thanks again to you donaters, you know who you are).
3. C's excitement about my birthday.
4. Fun with friends
5. I am a year older and chordoma-free
6. Pretzel M&Ms. I know this treasure is probably old news by now, but I don't know where I was. And, they're even lower in fat (I think that's because they can't fit as many in a bag).

There. I did it.

Little Plagues

Last weekend was a doozy. C started this horrendous stomach bug on Thursday night and it lasted through Monday. It was plum awful. It involved constant cleanup, lots of begging of her to drink fluids, a lot of tummy-ache, and lots of lethargy. Oh, and far more TV than any child should watch, really. But she was so out of it, I'm not sure she was actually watching it most of the time.

It's no fun at all to see your child suffer and she is generally pretty tough, so that makes it tougher. We ended up stopping by the ER on Saturday, as advised by our pediatrician's office. Over 3 hours and a $150 popsicle later, we left. Sometimes you have to suffer to be on the safe side. Or most times?

You also have to suffer for having bragged about how healthy your child has been all winter. So a bit shut-up shout-out goes to me.

There are few upsides to these little plagues. One upside is that I am so comforting to her. I love that. I like to try to make her feel better. In the middle of Friday night, she got in bed with me (D was away) and since she rarely sleeps with us, it was really nice to wake up with her and then sleep in together until late in the morning. I also like that when we told her we had to go to the hospital, she would say, "I feel better already!" although she clearly didn't. It was sad and funny at the same time.

The other good thing is that when she starts to recover, I am just so grateful, that I really appreciate the three year old energy again.